I assume you received my postcard from Bergen, where I told you that I had returned from Horten. I met Br. Moe, from Evanger, with his wife and two children. We were together for a few hours, and then I accompanied them to the train station.

Meeting someone you can speak with is a great joy in this desolate solitude. It was very blessed to hear him describe your work in the Lord—he spoke about you with such respect and fervent love. It is blessed to already see such fruit of our labor while we live. What in this world can compare to that? It was wonderful to see how he has grown in the Lord. We spoke together about serving the law of sin with our flesh and the law of God with our mind, about the deeds of the body and the works of the flesh. This interested him greatly, and strangely enough, it is in these areas that light is needed almost everywhere.

Br. Lohne in Haugesund also balked at this; but light dawned for him. I don’t know if I told you about the remarkable person I met in Haugesund. His name is Nils Risnes, a young man (blacksmith) who is 21 years old. I sat with him in his attic room one evening. The landlady came up and asked if he wanted to eat his food up there or downstairs. He just answered: “All I want is to be left alone in peace.” He is known as someone who just reads the Bible and keeps to himself. Through godly fear, he has been able to obtain the Spirit of revelation in the knowledge of God, and he was able to speak about the fellowship of Christ’s suffering and about being strong and weak in Christ. He has understood how to use Proverbs in a striking and appropriate manner. We spoke together several evenings. Br. Lohne was also there, and we worked together in such a way that we grew very close in the Spirit. Br. Lohne is a warrior, and he is the one who holds things together, while Nils Risnes is very observant spiritually.

In Drøbak, Br. Skiaker and I had a good conversation; but then there was an older woman who kept interrupting with all kinds of questions. I was at Aksel’s place one morning; he said that Helga was gradually coming along, which I also understood from a letter she sent to me here. Br. Moe’s wife was a silent participant in the conversation, so I didn’t get a chance to speak with her, but she seemed to be following along closely.

There is one thing I have thought about: There are now brothers in different places who are no longer lambs. They have become sheep and are giving birth to lambs. These souls, who have made more progress, need a great deal of substantial nourishment. They are longing to enter into areas that are hidden in the depths, and it requires time and quietness to talk together about these things and, if possible, to satisfy their longing. First and foremost, quietness. I think it is important to prioritize taking time with these individuals, because they are the ones who will pass it on to others.

I understood from Johan Olsen, Risnes, Lohne, Moe, Skiaker, and others that they have a fervent longing to gain a firmer foothold. Johan Olsen wrote that he found a place to stay with a sausage maker (a Methodist). He is undergoing intense, spiritual battles there and is experiencing acute loneliness. Pray for him. His address is: 10 I Gregus St., Trondheim.

Greet the friends.

Warm greetings,